Caliber Rounds
05-23-2017, 04:25 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-23-2017, 05:13 AM by Justice.)
Justice had grown restless with waiting for Fable, and - not being blessed with an overabundance of patience - she'd struck out on her own for the north. There had been an Ancora pack up there, she was sure of it, so her missing brother and father must have gone there to visit. She hadn't announced to anyone that she was leaving, but she hadn't exactly tried to hide it either, so she wasn't completely surprised when she heard a soft call for her attention. It wasn't Fable like she'd hoped it would be, though, and a potent mixture of keen disappointment and hot anger made her ignore the call for the moment. What was Fable doing that was so much more important than helping her find their brother and father? As rebellious as she was feeling, though, she wasn't stupid enough to think she could outrun her alpha with his much longer legs, nor was she angry enough to think it was a good idea. Besides, she had to admit to herself before she could force herself to stop and wait, it wasn't Regulus' fault Fable hadn't bothered to come with her. She couldn't stop the faint scowl though, or her ears pinning back and tail lashing behind her as she stood glaring at the strange stone wall in lieu of her absent family. His words had the ring of actual importance, though, not just the lecture on leaving by herself that she'd half expected, and her ears perked at him before she set her eyes back to the horizon over the wall to watch alertly for said trouble. Her body language had changed completely, from rebellious-angsty-teen straight into vigilant guardian. Regulus didn't have to worry; she had his back. No way trouble was getting through her. "What kind of trouble? Does it have to do with Da and Valor?" "" |